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"Brown" wasn't Brown
UPS seems to be using random vehicles for deliveries -- I'd seen some leased things with UPS bar-code patches on them, but the one that dropped off my manuscript was a pickup with bed cover and no visible ID. Beware of stealth deliverymen.
No sign of letter-bombs or suspicious white powders, though, so I guess I have to make those changes.
That delays my next episode with The Shrew, in which some cosmic congruences get explained, and she finds out that Somebody thinks she is a DEA agent undercover. Guilt by association, it appears, but smuggling is an ancient and honored (if not honorable) pass-time in Downeast Maine.
No sign of letter-bombs or suspicious white powders, though, so I guess I have to make those changes.
That delays my next episode with The Shrew, in which some cosmic congruences get explained, and she finds out that Somebody thinks she is a DEA agent undercover. Guilt by association, it appears, but smuggling is an ancient and honored (if not honorable) pass-time in Downeast Maine.
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They are dedicated!
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"Guilt by association, it appears, but smuggling is an ancient and honored (if not honorable) pass-time in Downeast Maine."
As far as I can tell smuggling seems to be endemic to Maine. When I lived in Skowtown there were a couple snowmachine guys picked up for smuggling stuff north *to* Canada, and when I was teaching computerese to folks in the Madawaska, Presque Isle, and Fort Kent area I gathered there were some folks caught bringing stuff over *from* Canada. Meanwhile, when I was teaching in Rumford one of the people I was dealing with had been picked up for bringing in unstamped alcohol across the NH border...
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